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She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly
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She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

he stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.
Her magical powers

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD.

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry
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She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out

he stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches
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She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell,

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with